Let the Villain Go

A familiar clerk in the Red Wolf Mercenary Group found Chu Qianxun, "Qianxun, the head of the group calls you to come over."

The head of the Red Wolf, Han Ao, is in his early thirties, is stable and fair, and has great prestige in the team. Because he formulated rules and regulations prohibiting forced bullying of female members and other protection groups for women in the team, many female saints in the base chose to join the Red Wolf Army.

At this moment, he was wearing light armor and a special round-blade-shaped metal weapon hanging from his waist. He sat on the martial arts field at the Red Wolf resident and looked through a document about Chu Qianxun.

Behind him stood a tall and burly man, wearing heavy armor, holding a huge shield, and a long sword on his shoulders. On the left hand side is a young woman with a scarred face and indifferent expression, and on the right side is a small and thin old man squatting.

These four are the strongest squads in the Red Wolf Corps. They are Saints of Metal, Defense, Space, and Spirit.

When Chu Qianxun came, Han Ao had just learned the basic situation of Chu Qianxun from the information in his hand. He basically didn't have any impression of this young master who had been in his corps for two or three years and had only recently emerged.

Since the accidental death of Wang Dazhi, the relatively high-ranking members of the team he is responsible for have already been recruited and divided by the captains of other teams. Until recently, Red Wolf was ready to cooperate with the city owner to prepare for large-scale group operations, when counting the number of people planning strategy. Han Ao only discovered that there was an additional idler like Chu Qianxun.

"You, what stage is it now?" Han Ao looked at the young woman who was wearing a strong outfit and standing in front of him with double swords across her waist, a little bit unable to tell her level.

"Head, I was promoted to the sixth rank not long ago." Chu Qianxun said.

The soldiers around Han Ao exchanged surprised glances. Within the Red Wolf, only the group leader Han Ao is a seventh-order saint, and the rest of the masters are at most the sixth-order peak. When did a sixth-order saint appear in the team, but they didn't notice it.

Han Ao glanced at the skinny old man squatting beside him, "Old Wu."

Old Wu looked at Chu Qianxun, a pair of small eyes on his wrinkled face suddenly lit up with dark red light.

Chu Qianxun's legs were straddling, and the upper body leaned forward slightly, staring at him without fear. It is generally recognized that spiritual saints do not have a combat advantage when facing monsters. However, when competing among the same class, the spiritual saints of the same rank often have an overwhelming advantage over those with other supernatural powers.

What's more, Lao Wu in the middle of Tier 6 is half-tier better than Chu Qianxun. Some of the soldiers onlookers were waiting to see the newly promoted powerhouse throw a somersault in front of Old Wu.

After a few minutes, the red light in Lao Wu's eyes faded, he stood up and hugged Chu Qianxun's fist, and stepped back.

This gesture basically meant surrendering defeat, at least it also meant acknowledging Chu Qianxun's ability.

Chu Qianxun bowed his head in return.

The people around started talking. Those who can stand near Han Ao are his close people and the backbone of the Corps. Most people have lingering fears about Old Wu's mental control. Seeing that Chu Qianxun, who had just ascended to the sixth rank, was able to retreat in front of Old Wu without changing his face, felt a little unbelievable.

The big man behind Han Ao stepped out,

"Sister, I didn't want to do it with a woman. But if I don't do it, it's Xianxian's turn to do it." He pointed to the scarred woman, "Her spatial ability makes her lack of arms if she accidentally touches a bit. Legs, it’s too amiable. Let's learn from each other and let everyone see your abilities."

There was a roar around.

"Tie Nan, look at the stature of the other girl. Are you a big guy embarrassed to start?"

"Haha, I think it's better to be slender, don't scare away other girls."

The man nicknamed Tetsuo scratched his head in embarrassment, "Don't be afraid, girl, we are just here, I will pay attention to the measure."

What he meant by this was that he defaulted to putting himself in a position stronger than Chu Qianxun.

Chu Qianxun knew that this was where the team wanted to test her true level.

After being with Ye Peitian, Chu Qianxun's actions became more "alone", basically going out alone to hunt demon. Except for large-scale battles, she has never participated in any small-scale team activities. She has only been named in the Corps, and she does not intend to have too much in-depth involvement in the future.

But this doesn't mean that Chu Qianxun would want to lose in front of so many people.

Chu Qianxun looked at Tie Nan's well-made shield inlaid with the devil seed, for fear that he would accidentally cut it on both ends.

She untied the double knives on her waist, "Since we are learning from each other, we don't need weapons."

"Okay, it's all up to you." Tetsuo generously placed the shield and great sword in his hands on the ground.

There was laughter again.

"Sister, you are wrong. That guy is from the defense department. If you don't have any weapons, you may not even be able to break the defense."

"Pick up your knife and fight. We don't have an iron man opponent, let alone you."

Before the laughter hit the ground, Tetsuo noticed that a slender figure had suddenly appeared at his feet. The man's center of gravity was pressed very low, and his palm was cut to his knee joint like a knife.

Tie Nan has experienced many battles and is not panicking. He didn't retreat for half a step, the skin around his knees was instantly covered by a dark brown scale armor, and at the same time, his sand bowl-like fist had dropped from the sky with the sound of the wind.

Chu Qianxun hit the hard scale armor with a single blow, turned his left hand and used **** on his chest, three or four crescent-shaped wind blades emerged out of thin air, whistling and hitting the attacking arm of Tie Nan.

Tie Nan's arm was turned over a large area of ​​scale armor, and the black stiff armor piece was just cut off by the wind blade, and then layered on top of it.

In just a few moments, the two of you come and go, and they have exchanged several tricks in their fists and abilities.

Chu Qianxun's dexterity changed as fast as lightning. Tetsuo is swift and powerful, invulnerable.

The laughter around gradually ceased. These people are masters, and naturally they can see the difficulty in this battle. They began to stop talking about Chu Qianxun from the perspective of men and women, but to observe her as a real opponent who could rival them.

Chu Qianxun was in the air, palms out like knives, and dense small wind blades flew up in the air. For a while, silver butterflies danced all over the sky, all rushing towards Tie Nan.

Tetsuo's expression changed, his arms crossed to protect his face, his skin was fully covered by thick scale armor, and he stepped back more than ten steps. Dense ding ding dong dong sounded all over him, and those small blades almost pervasively searched for the weak points of his defense, and finally carved several thin blood marks on his skin.

Tetsuo knew that even if he continued to fight, he might not lose, but he seemed a bit ugly. He began to regret agreeing to put down the shield and weapons, so that he was suppressed almost immobile.

Han Ao took the lead to stand up and snorted, "Good skill."

The rest of the people also applauded.

"Chihiro, I have never found out that it was my mistake for someone like you." Han Ao said with a smile, "Wang Dazhi is gone, I hope you will be the captain of your team. The rest of your team There are not many people, so I will transfer you from another team."

The Red Wolf can only be regarded as a medium-sized mercenary organization in Spring City.

But there are many people who want to assume the position of team leader within the Red Wolf. It is only because of the generous character of the group leader Han Ao that the benefits and treatment given to the sub-captains surpassed that of many large teams. Not only can you receive a fixed number of magic seeds every month, but every time the team fights, there is also a generous rake that belongs to the captain, which is a good position that many people can't ask for.

What they didn't expect was that Chu Qianxun refused Han Ao's proposal without hesitation.

"Sorry for the captain, I'm a rather loose personality, and may not be suitable for the position of captain," she said.

The smiles of the soldiers on the side faded. They liked the strong teammates, but the strong ones who were too noble were a bit less pleasing.

Han Ao’s complexion has not changed. As the leader of a team, he cherishes every talent even more. He feels in his heart that Chu Qianxun’s attitude is alienated because he doesn’t get along with everyone on weekdays, so he can hold this person first. , And slowly cultivate the feelings between teammates in the future.

So he graciously said, "Yes, you have just been promoted, and may not be prepared for the management team. In this way, I will give you the position and treatment of the captain. But I will not arrange manpower and assign mandatory tasks for you. You can slow down. Slowly choose your own team members. I only ask you to participate in a large-scale battle with all the players. The rest are up to your own preferences."

There are not two or three large-scale battles in which all members participate in a year. This treatment can be regarded as very generous and generous, and Chu Qianxun did not refuse it.

When Chu Qianxun turned to leave, the saint Yao Xianxian, who was full of space around Han Ao, looked at her leaving back and spoke.

"I have the impression of this girl. I have seen her fight before. She is weak and perfunctory. She has been in our Red Wolf for several years, and she hasn't even rushed through Tier 4. Why is this so much progress in a few months?"

"I know I know," Tie Nan said excitedly, "I heard that she was in love, and found a little white face to cook for her every day at home."

Yao Xianxian snorted when he heard this, "In order to raise a stinky man, I changed myself."

Han Ao knew her heart knot and patted her shoulder, "Don't say that. She pursues her own life and works hard, better than those girls who want to rely on others and don't work hard."

If in the golden age, an authoritarian leader like Jiang Xiaojie would definitely not work.

But today, everyone is used to speaking with strength in most things. Now the first strongest in Spring City, the only tier eight saint is Jiang Xiaojie, and the strongest mercenary team is the Blizzard Corps in the hands of Jiang Xiaojie.

Therefore, on the third morning, whether persuaded or forced by lewdness, the leaders of the entire city's large and small mercenary teams still took the main combat power of the team to participate.

In the open space outside the city gate, the strong men of the major regiments are dressed in bright armor, spears and short blades, and great shields and bows. Hunting with banners and hunting for a while is very lively.

The young city lord Jiang Xiaojie wore a silver-white background covered with dark gold cloud pattern scale armor, with flying sideburns, standing on a high platform, one foot on the wall, looking forward, and several sturdy young soldiers stood behind him.

The young city lord who is less than twenty years old is arrogant, arrogant and full of energy. Countless female saints put their admiring eyes on his handsome face.

Chu Qianxun walked through the crowd and couldn't help but focus his attention on him. The Jiang Xiaojie she was familiar with in another world was only a fourteen or five-year-old boy. Lively and freely, a little bit competitive, and very defending of the people he recognizes. Chu Qianxun still remembered the way he put the knife on Gao Yan's neck in order to wait for him to get on the car.

It's a pity that in that world, his life stopped abruptly when it was flourishing, and when he saw him bye, it was another life form with a frosty face.

Chu Qianxun was very happy to see Jiang Xiaojie again in this world. Not only was he alive, but he also lived into such a wanton, unassuming, and powerful appearance.

Of course not everyone likes Jiang Xiaojie's appearance.

Chu Qianxun came to the assembly point of the Red Wolf Corps where he was, and many people in the Corps were still aggrieved by the forced conscription by the city lord.

"The New City Lord is too much. Most of the people trapped in the devil's cave are useless ordinary people. Why do we want us to fight for the garbage? We are not the Virgin."

"You haven't been there. Although the monsters in the Demon Cave are not of high rank, they are as many as the praying mantis. They are not afraid of them, and we are overwhelmed by them. Does this want to use our lives to give new posts? Is the city owner famous?"

"Damn, this kind of fame thing shouldn't be done to Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu will fish when he goes, and don't want Lao Tzu to work hard." Lao Zheng and one or two familiar captains leaned together and complained.

"Zheng, keep your voice down. Don't let the team leader hear you." Jiang Xiaojuan carefully pulled the corner of his clothes from behind, and looked at the location of Red Wolf's leader Han Ao uncomfortably.

Lao Zheng was a fool, but Jiang Xiaojuan didn't want to be burdened by him. As far as she knows, Han Ao, the captain of their Red Wolf, fled all the way from Rongcheng a few years ago.

In the north cave near the Rongcheng base, there were a large number of desecrators and powerful, and the base was unable to resist. They could only select a few residents in the base every month and offer them to the cave as a ration for the monsters in exchange for the safety of the base.

It is said that Han Ao's mother was once selected as the sacrifice. At that time, Han Ao Ning, who was still very weak, refused to agree and took her mother to escape from Rongcheng.

Lao Zheng slapped Jiang Xiaojuan's hand away, gave her a fierce look, and scolded, "It's no rules, what's the matter with you when a man speaks!"

But he looked at the gloomy head sitting on the rock, remembering the legend about the head's life experience, and finally closed his mouth.

"So many people. Look, even Chen Xiaojuan is here." Gao Yan and Chu Qianxun talked as they walked, "Except for the guards. Basically, all the Saints above Tier 3 in the city have been mobilized. It seems that the city lord is here. The second time is to make up my mind to clean up the devil's cave."

Chu Qianxun was "promoted" to the position of Red Wolf squad captain, but she and Gao Yan were the only two in the team. By the way, Ye Peitian, who was a family member, was brought together to form a three-person team.

"The blasphemer is a monster that bears special grudges. If the grass is not eradicated, it will only cause endless troubles." Chu Qianxun said to Jiang Xiaojie, "City Lord Jiang is right to do this. Don't do anything. Then, you must do your best to do it."

"Chihiro, I found that you are very supportive of the new city owner recently, and you have been talking to him recently." Gao Yan approached Chu Qianxun with a smirk, "If Xiao Lin knew it, would you say he would be jealous of you? ?"

"You can, Sister Yan." Chu Qianxun glanced at her, "Lin Fei can't do anything else when she's temperamental, just refuse to cook a few meals."

Gao Yan's face suddenly straddled, and going to Chu Qianxun's place to eat rice every other time was the greatest joy in her life.

She grabbed Chu Qianxun's shoulder, and said solemnly: "Sister, for the sake of our sister's food plan, please be sure to sacrifice your personal hue and concentrate on trapping Xiao Lin."

Chu Qianxun just laughed, "What if it doesn't fit well?"

Gao Yan attached to her ear and whispered in an ambiguous tone, "I heard that there are a lot of that kind of potions in the defiler's lair. I will get you some out later?"

Ye Peitian happened to walk up from behind and heard the word potion, and asked puzzledly, "What kind of potion? Who needs potion after being injured?"

Then, he saw the two women walking in front turning their faces together, squeezing a smile, and showing strange expressions at him.